Keith Cowboy Wiggins Wonder Mike Rappers Delight Call & Response South Bronx 1978 I know what good morals are, but you're supposed to disregard good morals when you're living in a crazy, bad world. If you're in hell, how can you live like an angel? You're surrounded by devils, trying to be an angel? Thats like suicide.
- Tupac Shakur Gangsta Rap Sex/Misogyny and Violence/Masculinity NWA F*#! The Police (88) Lyrics Come to Life (Pt. 1) Rodney King (91) LA Riots (92)
Lyrics Come to Life (Pt. 2) Ronald Ray HOWARD v. The STATE of Texas (92)
2Pacalypse Now is both disgusting and offensive. That the album has sold hundreds of thousands of copies is an indication of society's aesthetic and moral decay. However, the First Amendment became part of the Constitution because the Crown sought to suppress the Farmers' own rebellious, sometimes violent views
- Judge John D. Rainey
Crooked @$$ N!#%@ Now I could be a crooked nigga too When I'm rollin with my crew Watch what crooked niggas do I got a nine millimeter Glock pistol I'm ready to get with you at the trip of a whistle So make your move and act like you wanna flip I fired 13 shots and popped another clip My brain locks, my Glock's like a fuckin mop, The more I shot, the more mothafucka's dropped And even cops got shot when they rolled up.
Objectification Hey, we got a good thing Dont know if Imma see you again But is that a good thing? Cause girl I cant be your man, no maam I know what's on your brain Youre probably hopin' never would end Like is it the real thing Or is it just a one night stand?
Video Vixens
Objectified Social Status Expendable Expectations for Beauty Lauren London Its Not Your Beauty, Its Your Booty I like a long-haired thick red bone. A Womans Response
U.N.I.T.Y
Mind over Money
Knowledge Reigns Supreme Over Nearly Everyone The Teacha Sound Of Da Police Scott La Rock
Afrika Bambaataa DJ Latin Quarter Night Club
Common It's all good in the hood, like raps and gems Throwbacks and Timbs, blacks and rims Whether on ball courts, attires of all sorts We never fall short, wit us it's Our Force like And 1's Some waves, some air guns, the days of the fair one is over for Cats is colder than four below, wit self I go toe to toe Wondering if it's for the art or for the doe Though I know to grow a - gotta learn to let go Though I know the doe I got to bring back to the ghetto Arrows on Terot cards pointing to the grind Po' livin in more prisons, pointing to my mind, shine the light up Clench my fists tight, holding the right up Freedom fight in dark gear for the years to get brighter Situations, and jobs get tighter My man trying to get his weight and height up, c'mon! Drugs Sex Black empowerment Lupe B!#%$ Bad Kendrick Keishas Song J. Cole Made me reflect on the times when we was three-fifths of them In chains and powerless, brave souls reduced to cowardice Slaving in the baking sun for hours just To see the master creep into the shack where your lady at 9 months later got a baby, that's Not quite what you expected, but you Refuse to neglect it, cause you Know your wifey loves you, does you refuse to accept it? That's that type shit that tell why my granny light-skinned Rich white man rule the nation still Only difference is we all slaves now, the chains still concealed In our thoughts, if I follow my heart to save myself Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappelle?
Macklemore When I was in the third grade I thought that I was gay, 'Cause I could draw, my uncle was, and I kept my room straight. I told my mom, tears rushing down my face She's like "Ben you've loved girls since before pre-k, trippin'." Yeah, I guess she had a point, didn't she? Bunch of stereotypes all in my head. I remember doing the math like, "Yeah, I'm good at little league." A preconceived idea of what it all meant For those that liked the same sex Had the characteristics The right wing conservatives think it's a decision And you can be cured with some treatment and religion Man-made rewiring of a predisposition Playing God, aw nah here we go America the brave still fears what we don't know And "God loves all his children" is somehow forgotten But we paraphrase a book written thirty-five-hundred years ago I don't know Consumers In I Believe I Can Fly Macklemore Wing$
In school/ I was so cool/ I knew that I couldnt crease em/ My friends couldnt afford em I wanted to be that guy, I wanted to touch the rim/ I wanted to be cool, and I wanted to fit in